Who makes the rules?

Who am I?

What am I?

What do I stand for?

Can I believe in this as I believe in that?

Who makes the rules

I am confused.

Can I believe in openness while I remain disassociated.

Should I believe in sharing as I prefer to be isolated?

I do not know if my beliefs can be substantiated 

while I cannot practice what I preach for.

I can see the need to hold my values high

But my head hangs low, because I do not know.

Am I right or am I wrong, I lack the conviction.

I idolize those who speak loud to conventions.

My head hangs low as just one in a crowd

I do not know how to find my voice

I lose the sound

With blaring sounds all around.